Chapter 413

• Zhao Zijin wasn’t a regular woman. She had grit—she’d been to war and taken lives. In her eyes, you didn’t just see a queen’s calm grandeur; there was also the steel and killing aura of a female general.
• No one knew who opened the window. Sunlight poured in, haloing her as she sat in the chair. Outside, wings beat and birds fluttered.
• The room felt tight, only the camera’s tracking whirr breaking the quiet. Wang Xiangrong literally forgot to breathe. He hadn’t misjudged her. Zayla Steele was born to act. She shaped roles fast, remembered everything, and in under ten minutes, she had that character down cold.